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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

That was the sound I heard as I ripped the face off the last Dish Network employee I could find. After all of my fucking covert ops today. I come home to find out that my DVR randomly, for the first time ever, just stopped recording early. Was it tired? I don't fucking know. But I also don't know what happened after the 5th fucking inning, BECAUSE IT WASN'T ON MY FUCKING DVR!!!!!!!!!! FUCK! MOTHERFUCKING PEICE OF SHIT!!!!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I'm glad I didn't see, THE FIRST FUCKING MOTHERFUCKING FUCKING PLAYOFF FUCKING GAME IN FUCKING 26 FUCKING YEARS! FUUUUUUUCCKKKKKK! I feel no better at all. I'm going to cry.